Mene lila aunty ne aur uske ladke ne khana kha liya.. Mene khane ki tarif ki to aunty shrmah gai. Mene mauke ka fayda utha k bol diya k khana apki tar...h ekdam garam tha ?, ye sun aunty ne sirf naughty vali smile dii. Phire vo boli itni dhup he thodi der sath me bat kar bad me chale jana ghar pe vese bhi tuje clg me chhutiya he. Me to mauke ke hi talas me tha me bola thik he me ruk jata hu. Tabhi aunty ka baccha bola k use sona he..To aunty use sulanev guest room me le jati he. Uska bacha muje. No such luck. But at least Tom's wasn't the best. Actually, Stan won the pot with a great bluff, but the high hand, and therefore the temporary owner of my panties, was Bob.I sighed and stood up, reluctantly ready for the show to begin. As Bob walked around the table, I noticed not only did he have a major league hardon poking through his fly, but his penis was actually pulsing as he walked. For a moment, I thought he might shoot his wad on his way around the table.I figured I might as well. I couldn’t hold on anymore as Randy’s fingers on my cunt were making me cum. As I started to cum, the piss started to run down my legs. I couldn’t hold on as I started to let loose right as he started to cum in my pussy. “That’s it mom, you slut, you piss whore, you cum dumpster!! That’s it cum for me, piss for me. Oh god mom, you dirty slut, I’m coming in you again!”Randy shouted as he unloaded another hot load of cum deep inside my bare pussy. “You like being my slut mom don’t you slut. There was an explosive burst of air from his lungs and he lay stunned. Bobby stood and waited to see what would happen.The boy got to his feet, smiling again. This was a feral grin, though, as the boy decided that this was a worthy opponent after all, and that it would bring him honor to beat this white boy into submission. He decided to count coup on the boy by slapping him. He jumped to his feet and circled warily, trying to find an opening. He kept his arm at his side, not wanting to.